Every Last Word Book Quotes Novels & Stories

The air was still, and my heart was broken to the tiniest of shreds, but somehow I just could not forget his last words. “I love you.”

We promised ourselves not to worry about the future but take the days gradually as they come and go and live in every moment as if it were our last. THE END (This book is the second book of the spirit wolf series. The last book of the Spirit Wolf Series would soon be out. Thank you for your love, support and votes)

Her love was worth more than his pride, more than his company, more than anything else in the world to him and he would never let her forget it. --------------- THE END -------------- I have the most amazing readers. Thank you so much for reading my book.

I begged you not to! Eartha burst into more tears as she remembered the girl's last words that day. "You'll see, you're going to come back and regret ever leaving me here! . . . . . Regret ever leaving me here! . . . . . Regret ever leaving me here! . . . . . Ever leaving me here! . . . . . Leaving me here! . . . . . Leaving me here! . . . . . Here! . . . Here!" The words kept echoing in her ears as she remembered that moment vividly.

That statement gave me the willingness to speak out the words that refused to come out of my lips in the last two months. "Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to success is to always try one more time. It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop. When the world says give up, hope whispers in our ears to try one more time." I stated, my voice shaking with every word that spilled out from my lips. David chuckled and got up on his feet, refusing to break eye contact with me. "Bring it on, Your Honor." David whispered, bolting the wooden door shut that sent the small room into a void of dimness.

She danced merrily, like it was her last time. (Don't forget to give a review for my book. If you have any idea about my book, comment and let me know. Don't forget to vote with your precious gem.) Like it? Add to your library.

They were my own personal homework, and getting used to the thought, I hadn't picked up any book other than a cooking book in years. They held so much truth, things that I had no idea had actually occurred. Those books were her life and the more I read, the more I understood what she went through in life. I looked at the colorful sticky notes around my apartment; quotes that I'd written from both books. Try new things. Learn to appreciate the silence in your heart. Smile more often. Do things that make you happy. Those were a few of the things that I'd written down. There were so many, but I decided to concentrate on these few. Maybe if I tried a few at a time, I could do more good for mysel

This is the woman. She had been writing it for three mornings. On the fourth morning she wrote the last sentence, and the last sentence arrived with the particular clarity of last sentences that know what they are — sentences that could not be followed by anything because they had said the thing completely and anything after them would only be addition rather than continuation. She read it. She sat with it. She saved the document. Closed the laptop.

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK

Children ran past her with paper boats, their laughter echoing through the narrow lanes. An old woman hummed outside her flower stall. And the world for once felt like it wasn’t asking her to prove anything. She passed the bookstore where Liam once bought her poetry collections. The display window had changed a new release stood in the center titled “The Long Way Home.” She smiled at the coincidence. Inside, she flipped through the first few pages, and her eyes caught on a quote: “Forgiveness isn’t the end of love it’s the transformation of it.”